Yes, today I think of you...Divergently so.I wish I could NOT think of you because you didn't think of me EVER. You made a fucking dating site account, like seriously? WTF. I am so mad I could rip the wall with my bare hands. When the thoughts are uttered on paper I realize how stupid I'm being but deep inside I can't hide I truly felt for you. I get fucked, yes. but you were more than a good night fuck. I miss you. Fuck this shit. good night.
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